Your Final Choice

She opens her eyes on the red dawn on the horizon,

The colour imminent of the tear slashed upon her chest,

Her blood flows freely, life so easily discarded,

As her last gift to you, as per your request.

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She’d ridden the waves of your destruction for thirty years,

Made bearable by the periods of love that hovered between the pain,

But the colours have been set in stone, leeched from the blackness of your heart,

As you throw back at her the sacrifices she made in vain.

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The day has come, as it always does eventually,

It’s time to build a wall, burn the ever forgiving bridge,

Your time has been tossed as you so easily decided,

And she’ll now keep her distance, watching from that far ridge.

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She’s dangerous in her own right, you’ll foolishly learn,

As she can love you dearly but shut you from her scarred heart,

Knowing it’s your wish, your new dream to be removed from her life,

She’ll grieve in silence knowing she’ll welcome the distance as you part.

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You tore her very being with this decision,

And she only hopes that you’ll never live to fully regret,

Because she’s no longer accessible to you, you’ve lost her,

The path you chose is now the stone in which it is set.

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If you reach out she’ll still be at the end of your reach,

But please take care as she’d prefer the minimum of contact,

She’ll suffer your presence if she really must,

But her preference is to keep her solitude from you intact.

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Now that you’ve made the choice as to the man you want to be,

And it’s not one she can like in any great length,

She’ll pack up her love, her pain, her heartache,

And she’ll hide behind her towering wall of strength.

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Every day she’ll work hard at removing your memory, your existence,

So please think twice before you decide to call,

You know by doing so you’re tearing the wound open anew,

So please find a last piece of decency and acknowledge your shortfall.

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She’d really prefer to cut the heartstrings in one fell swoop,

Although she knows that you don’t have her strength to stand strong,

You put on a brave face, show her your cold heart,

But below it all is your weakness, your inability to admit wrong.

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You’ve lost your most loyal friend,

The one that would have forgiven you anything,

For what? A second choice, a settling so undeserving,

A mistake, one that’ll surprise you with its sting.

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So you may still be there, for now at least,

But what you’ve not realised is she’s already said her goodbyes,

She’s present as a former shell of your relationship,

Her anguish buried deep within her as her imminent departure hides.

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You’ve destroyed something so wonderful,

Shattered it to pieces so it can no longer be fixed,

Too much cruelty, coldness and harsh words,

Replacing her love, her trust and loyalty in a new sordid mix.

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She’ll hold her head high now,

You’ll never hear another word of this catastrophe,

Your bed has been made, you are adamant in your choice,

And she wishes you well and she now sets you free.

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